The understanding is incredible, the eight-year-old killing god, the maid Yan Fei!

"You..."

Concubine Yan still wanted to say something, but looking at the winning wind who was already fully immersed in the books at the moment, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

That's it.

After all, he is just a person who wants to do useless efforts.

Perhaps after two or three days, he will find that his efforts are worthless!

Thinking of this, Concubine Yan no longer had too much interest in the young prince in front of her, but directly turned around and left.

In her opinion, Yingfeng will completely recognize herself in two or three days, and finally give up Yin-Yang Studies and return to the palace again to be his carefree prince.

However, after turning to leave, she seemed to remember something, turned back, and took out a pastry from her arms and placed it next to Yingfeng.

People who work so hard make her a little unbearable.

This little pastry is your own heart.

......

And in the time period when Yingfeng was immersed in the book, outside, Xianyang Palace.

Yingzheng is dealing with the twists and turns in hand.

And beside him, Fusu waited in strict formation, bowed and waited.

Half an hour later, Ying Zheng finally finished correcting the last twist in his hand, and exhaled heavily with a turbid breath.

"Father, today's performance has been approved, and it is time to get up and drive back."

Fusu said carefully.

"Hmm."

Ying Zheng agreed.

Although Fusu's kindness gave him some headaches, this filial piety could be felt.

"Fusu, how has Feng'er been in that Yin-Yang Academy Palace recently?"

In recent days, dealing with the affairs of Zhao Guo, Ying Zheng has been very busy, and now that he is idle, he can't help but think back to his young son.

He has been enrolled for seven days, but I don't know how he is now.

"Father, the sons and daughters heard that the ninth brother studied hard and diligently in the Yin-Yang Academy Palace, and entered the Yin-Yang Library every day to read books, and would not return to the palace until midnight."

Fusu replied, to be honest, even he felt some admiration for Yingfeng's perseverance.

"Oh? It's good to have such a mentality, and I don't send him to school in vain. "

Fathers hope that their sons can become dragons, even the noble Zhengzheng.

Hearing that Yingfeng studied so hard, he was naturally very relieved.

Looking at the silent Fusu, Huan Zheng suddenly spoke.

"Fusu, what do you think about King Ben giving you the only enrollment quota to your ninth brother?"

"Huh?"

Fu Su was slightly stunned, as if he didn't think about why his father would suddenly ask about this.

"Father, the sons and daughters don't have any ideas." Fu Su replied respectfully, but when Huan Zheng looked at him, he suddenly sighed.

"Is it? You don't have such thoughts, but there are many dissatisfied people in this palace. "

"Father..."

"The place to enter the Yin-Yang Academy Palace is extremely precious, I don't know how many people want to get it, but now it is obtained by Feng'er, I'm afraid that there are many people who are waiting for Feng'er to be ugly."

Ying Zheng said deeply, but Fusu was silent, and his fists in his cuffs couldn't help but clench secretly.

Yes, who is not jealous of the treatment that the ninth brother has received.

"But...!"

Ying Zheng's painting style suddenly changed, and he said lightly

"Gu believes that Feng'er will definitely not disgrace his father!"

"He will definitely prove to the world that it will definitely be worth the admission quota given to him against all odds!"

His eyes looked into the distance, as if in the endless night.

He could see a small body trying to absorb the knowledge in the book!

In the end, it grew into a pillar that was enough to support Daqin!

......

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

A figure stepped into the library cabinet, and many students around saw this person, and their eyes showed awe.

Just because this person in front of him is the strongest genius of this generation of yin-yang scholars, Concubine Yan.

The reason why she came here today was because she had a yin and yang academic question, and she wanted to step into the sixth floor of the library to find the answer.

She had long been accustomed to the countless strange gazes around her.

In the wonderful Xuan Array on the first floor of the passage, a magic seal formed in his hand, and his breath lingered.

This array is a teleportation array unique to yin-yang scientists, as long as the internal force is injected, it can be teleported to any layer.

And as a genius who had already cleared the sixth-layer qualification, Concubine Yan was naturally familiar with this.

And just when she was about to form a magic seal, her eyes suddenly moved, and somehow, it was the ghost who teleported to the second layer.

Slowly walking towards a corner of the second floor, if she remembered correctly, seven days ago, it seemed that there was a Ninth Prince reading here.

She wanted to see if this Ninth Prince was still here after seven days?

The place that entered the eye was the corner of a purple robe, and Concubine Yan couldn't help but be stunned, but when she looked at it, she still found that the body was still extremely familiar.

Win the wind, is it still here?!

At this moment, he seemed to have been completely immersed in the world of the book, and he did not notice the arrival of Concubine Yan.

Those eyes were like bright stars, and the extremely serious appearance actually made Concubine Yan stunned for a while.

I only feel that what I am seeing in front of me is not a five-year-old child, but a literary master who is trying to absorb knowledge!

He, really continues to watch?!

This kid, crazy, right?!

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